Rough Draft

February 12 2006.

I'm glad I've somehow managed to cheer you up. (:

You know, you really are a good girl, filial and always listening to your parents, always being the goody two shoes you could have never wanted to be. Well, most parents are never satisfied with good results, they want more, and they want better. That's a part of humans we will never ever find out why, not with the sciences and technology man had came up with. It's also our nature to cry and let our emotions run, but in the end, everything we do is to prove our worth to our parents, to ourselves, and to glorify God's name.

So always remember, Mr Cheer-You-Up's always here, open 24/7 for you, I'll be your pillow, your punching bag, anything you want.

But most of all, I shall be the one that gives you the million sweets in exchange for a smile; for your joy. (:

The one close friend I've known for over a year. The one close friend that insisted I sound like a kid in the past, present and forever. The one close friend that's really simply the best person to talk to, when she's not busy or when she stops disappearing.

Whatever's troubling you, I don't know. I won't ask, and I won't probe. But I shall listen to your whinings every now and then, and you know what, I haven't forgot the time you went somewhere overseas, and we sent some emails to each other and you were so crazy. And when you, Amadea and John? went out with me for my first ever sushi meal. And the times when I joined you, Amadea and Nathan at Macs to study.

Those were the times I remembered; the memories I will treasure. And those were the times I see you smiling and being high and crazy.

So when whatever on the back of your mind is cleared, will the Eve we know come back ?

Yes, I know she will. (:

PS. I love you like how cookies love milk !